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Ling Shian's eyes wandered over the ministers, and finally landed on Zhen Yongtang. Zhen Yongtang didn't kneel face to face like the other ministers. Instead, he knelt straight, with a thin and old face facing this side, too far away. There was also a rain curtain in between, so Ling Shian couldn't see Zhen Yongtang's expression. But he could clearly feel Zhen Yongtang's provocation and ridicule. His heart jumped immediately, and he suddenly realized that July 7 was the auspicious day chosen by Zhen Yongtang!

Ling Shian was furious. He wanted to kill Zhen Yongtang, but he must be in the coronation ceremony. Eunuch Xi had already died. If there was more bloodshed, the coronation ceremony would be difficult to proceed. Ling Shian had to grit his teeth and hold it in. He took a deep breath and exhaled slowly. He put the sword back into the scabbard. He turned around. He walked quickly to Zhong Mingzheng and said in a deep voice: "Your Majesty! All civil and military officials have gathered. The coronation ceremony can begin immediately!"

Zhong Mingzheng's face was already dark, as if he didn't hear Ling Shian's voice. He just stared at the heavy rain outside, his chest heaving violently, obviously enduring something.

"Right Prime Minister..." Seeing that Zhong Mingzheng did not respond, Ling Shian turned to Zhao Changrong, who was kneeling on the ground and dared not move, and winked at him, signaling him to get out of the situation.

Zhao Changrong had just been shocked by the sudden rainstorm and the blood-stained scene, but now he had reacted. He looked at the imperial edict that had fallen to the ground and was still stained with blood, and he didn't care whether it was reasonable or not. He immediately knelt down and crawled over, stretched out his hand to pick up the imperial edict, held it with both hands, and then said loudly to the civil and military officials below: "On the seventh day of the seventh month of the thirty-fourth year of Jiasheng, the emperor and his ministers are prepared to use the black ox to announce to the Emperor of Heaven and the God of Earth..."

“Your Majesty!” Ling Shi’an watched Zhong Mingzheng walk out without saying a word, holding the sharp sword he had just drawn from his waist. Ling Shi’an secretly thought that something was wrong and hurriedly called out in a low voice, “Your Majesty, please don’t…”

Ling Shian did not say anything else. He knew that he could not persuade Zhong Mingzheng, so he had no choice but to bite the bullet and bow his head and follow Zhong Mingzheng into the pouring rain.

"… Fortune and adversity follow one another, rise and fall repeat; the truth has no relatives, it responds to the times and helps the times…" Zhao Changrong was still reading the imperial edict, but as he was reading, he saw a figure walking by. He was startled and looked up, only to see Zhong Mingzheng walking down the steps one by one with a sword in his hand. Zhao Changrong looked at the sword that was dripping with water onto the ground, and then at Zhong Mingzheng's face that was washed by rain and looked like it had been chiseled with an axe or a knife. Suddenly, there was a click in his heart, and his hands shook, and the imperial edict fell to the ground with a "click".

Zhong Mingzheng seemed to have heard the movement behind him. He stopped and slowly turned around, looking at the imperial edict that was soaked by rain and the words were almost unrecognizable. He paused and moved his eyes to Zhao Changrong's trembling, pale face. He looked at Zhao Changrong and said lightly, "Continue reading."

"Yes! I obey your command!" Zhao Changrong kowtowed hurriedly, his whole face soaked in the cold rain. Zhao Changrong felt suffocated. Thinking of the look Zhong Mingzheng had just given him, he felt as if his heart was about to burst out. He had been struggling in the officialdom for most of his life. He had seen all kinds of scenes and experienced all kinds of storms, but he had never had such a thrilling experience. That was obviously his nephew, and he was obviously his uncle.

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